It had been some time since Odin had last entered Samhain's Tower. It had been the location of Eternal Nightmare's true birth, where Zagan had answered many of their questions, told them about the tower that would later become their guildhall. A lot had occurred here, in this tower, and it was for that reason that Odin had arranged a party for his guildmates. He just had to set it all up, as he made his way back up to room 228 once more, the same room where they had formed their little band of misfits in the first place. This time, it was going to be much more of a party than a meeting. The big table in the conference room was moved to one side, food and drinks sat upon it, and Odin had even managed to purchase some spooky balloons to give the area a more relaxed feel. A cake was on its way, timed to arrive just after the guests all did. All that was left for Odin was to send out the invitations, and recommend the dress code.
Dear my comrades and friends,
Come to Samhain's Tower, room 228 at five o'clock this evening. We're having a celebration. Dress for the festivities of Samhain, and be prepared for spooky fun.
Odin never got to do things like this, it would be a welcome change, and even he himself was wearing something different from his standard Lich attire. A mixture of his greed magic's exoskeleton and a random pumpkin he had purchased and carved himself allowed him to become the Pumpkin King, and he couldn't wait to show off a look that he was, quite frankly, really proud of.